Madam Escaped Again Sir Novels & Stories

“Mack…” He offers me a sad smile. “I won’t be long. Maybe you could fry us up some bacon?” “He’ll have me,” Adela says, speaking for the first time as she rises from a lounger, “in case Faith needs me.” After nodding, I turn and walk inside the house with Bennett, who hasn’t shifted yet, close beside me. Nearly thirty minutes later, when Mack doesn’t return, I abandon the bacon I fried up for us and head outside.

"I was scared that you won't be back here ever again. but thankfully you are here. I thought I lost you. please don't go away now." "Okay, I won't. " I then went to the kitchen and got the plates. We had our breakfast together and then he wanted tea and I went to the kitchen. His maid was on leave due to some issues. I was looking here and there but couldn't find so many things. "Hey, where is everything??" I was asking him in a loud voice when I felt his arms around my stomach. "So you need something love??" "Yeah, please tell me where is it??"

my lips parted when I heard that. I sighed. "Thank you for your concern, but I think I have to go in." Because Madam is looking for me, I better show up. I sighed again before knocking and opening the door. Madam stood while Sir leaned his head on his chair and closed his eyes. It also hurts the head. "Who are yo---" Sir was stunned when he saw me. He closed his eyes again because of that. "Are you the secretary?" Madam asked. I went in and closed the door. She looked at me as if she didn't really know me. I looked away and just bowed.

"What about you? I've heard you conversing with one of your escorts. The girl didn't show up. But you didn't even find her and make her pay. What makes you unable to?" "It's nonsense, Madeleine," he said straight, unbothered. "I don't need to propel them for a thing they never want to in the first place. If they are keen to fulfill their duty, they will. But if they only care about money, they have the fucking liberty to go." "You shouldn't have let her flee. I deserve that liberty, I guess. More than anyone else, Sir." she smirked and took a sip of her champagne. "How can you be so sure of that?" he asked, raising an eyebrow at her as if in a challenge.

At once, Third Madam reached out, picked up a sweet pancake from the table, and took a bite. As dusk crept in and the sky darkened, Old Madam finally decided to retire for the night. The third madam immediately went to her side to escort her inside, with Audrey trailing closely behind. Everyone rose and bowed in unison. “Good night, Chairwoman.” Once they were gone, Lovett leaned in and whispered to Alexander, “I forgot to tell you—your mom is suspicious…” Alexander gave a small nod. He already knew. Inside the bedroom, Third Madam helped the matriarch settle onto the bed. Almost immediately, Old Madam fixed her with a probing look.

"Sorry, I have to go again, Darling. Your mother's quite notorious." "W-what?" After saying her farewell, Madam immediately jumped towards the extended rope in front of her. The helicopter's engine still buzzed, and its strong wind swirled around. "STOP!" Shouts echoed from the iron door behind Lara. Shortly after, the sound of bullets pierced the air. "MOTHER!" Lara screamed in fear as Madam narrowly avoided the gunfire. The bullets didn't touch her mother's body at all. "You idiots!" Madam cursed as she soared upwards, to her perfectly planned escape route. Of course, the officers couldn't chase a helicopter with their own two feet.

Damian said calmly with a faint smile on his lips. It was the last reaction Vincent ever expected from him after everything. "Sir?" he asked, mouth agape, completely stunned. "I’m not gay," Damian clarified. Lost in his thoughts, Damian didn’t realize Vincent had been calling his name repeatedly—until Vincent tapped the table to get his attention, snapping him back to reality. Damian looked at him and offered another tight smile. "Sir… I think we have a problem." "What is it now?" Damian’s brows pulled together. "A madwoman is out there looking for you," Vincent replied respectfully, keeping a serious face. "What?" Damian whispered in surprise. "A madwoman?" he repeated. * * *

“Have you found Zelda?” His expression shifted to unease. “Sir, the servant said that Madam already left.” My heart sank. “Left?” “Yes,” he said hesitantly, “I just saw her get into a taxi outside the Wenger family estate.”

How dare she give orders to prevent him from getting into the house? The security squinted. Her husband? Is this man crazy or something? How can he claim to be the Madam's husband when the couple are happily having a great time in the house? "You are mistaken sir, the madam didn't give me an order to prevent you from coming into the house but her husband did. Sir employed me and gave me orders to prevent any man from stepping his feet into the house. So I guess this is not the right address you probably intended to come"

Marissa pants out like she ran a marathon. "I was just about to come find you." I answer her with a smile. Our world starts to spin when we hear a growl. "Mate!" Like the sea parting, Luke is now in the open. Marissa's mouth is hung down like she couldn't believe it. The moon goddess has blessed them with a second chance. They're each other's second chance mates! Before anyone could speak Marissa hauls ass out of the office. Luke has the most hurtful expression on his face.